Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

On the Fengluan Terrace, a figure was waiting for her.

Huang Yanyao walked over slowly. With her steps, a long but terrifying blood trail was left behind her. Her boots were already stained red. The closer she got, the clearer the woman became in her eyes.

Her clothes were similar to those of ordinary female officials, both were dark blue standard robes with lifelike colorful patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar, and a silver jade pendant hung around her waist. She stood there with a playful expression, holding the silver jade sword in her hand, looking at Huang Yanyao with eyes full of desire and bloodthirstiness.

That's Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's face was still pale, indicating that he had not yet recovered from his serious injuries.

It’s a pity that the dark lines around her eye sockets and the bloodstains of the magic poison that covered almost her entire body could not be ignored.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Feng Ling spoke, his voice was unclear.

"Plant the magic poison in my female official to confuse me... What a good plan."

Huang Yanyao was standing within five steps of her, and their eyes met. Huang Yanyao curled her lips and revealed a faint mocking smile, but now, she was the one who looked miserable.

"I don't have any strategies, they are just some shallow and short-sighted methods."

"I did plant the magic poison in these three women. Although the magic poison will dissolve into the flesh and blood once it enters the body, it is just a trick I played out. If you lock them up and keep a close eye on them for a few days, I'm afraid that when the magic poison breaks out, they won't be able to harm anyone."

"You didn't do that, so I won't let go of this opportunity."

"Feng Ling" waved her hand, and the expression outlined by the magic pattern seemed to be mocking Huang Yanyao's soft heart.

Indeed, if she could be more ruthless and put Feng Ling, Shu Yu and Shu Yun into jail and kept them under strict guard, perhaps the chaos tonight would have been quelled by now instead of this bloodbath.

But Huang Yanyao didn't do that.

Huang Wumeng had actually reminded her to be more careful about the methods of evil cultivators. Those beasts were vicious and despicable, and it was not uncommon for them to poison women. She needed to be on guard. It would be best to eliminate such unstable factors directly. Compared with the safety of such a large territory, the lives of three or two people were really not worth considering.

But Huang Yanyao is not Huang Wumeng after all.

As the last emperor of the ancient dynasty, Huang Wumeng was accustomed to life and death. As the saying goes, when he was angry, the whole world would flow like blood, and the judgment of who would live and who would die was already made. What she saw and felt was the power of the emperor, his iron heart, and his cold and resolute determination.

Even to the people around him, Huang Wumeng is still the same.

No matter how close they are, if they threaten the country, they must be dealt with.

However, Huang Yanyao had never seen such a scene, nor had she experienced it before.

She is still young, with a delicate mind, so it is inevitable that she will be indecisive and have difficulty in thinking clearly at times.

So, it has come to this.

Fengluan Terrace is very high. Huang Yanyao looked to both sides and overlooked that Tianque City was in chaos, with shouts and killings everywhere. An unknown number of demons were killing ordinary people wantonly. Her army was divided up and fought on their own. Although they were not defeated, the tragic wails and screams were endless.

She was unable to summon an army to defeat the evil enemy because the Palace of Government was also in such chaos. She had no ministers around her and was alone.

"Feng Ling" was right. Huang Yanyao lacked decisiveness and ruthlessness towards the people around her.

Huang Yanyao lowered her head, her long hair covering her eyes. When she looked up again, she said, "Xia Jiuxie, I hope you don't die so soon."

Feng Ling raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"I will take your life myself."

"Ha, I'm so scared, young master."

"Feng Ling" smiled, but with a strong malicious look in her eyes. She waved the silver jade sword in her hand. The blade flashed with cold light, thirsting for blood.

"If I'm not mistaken, the magic poison you planted in Feng Ling is not enough to completely control her, right?"

Huang Yanyao gently wiped the blood off her face and asked in a slow and unhurried tone.

"Feng Ling" did not deny it, but smiled with a cold look in her eyes, "Hehe, that's true, this woman's cultivation is quite high. If I don't seriously injure her, the magic poison will be crushed by her true energy. But if I seriously injure her, it won't be very effective. She is still fighting with me for the control of this body."

"But it's just a temporary inconvenience. Soon, she will be mine."

The Evil Heart Sect's trick of using magic poison to control the mind is an old one, but the stronger the cultivator, the longer the magic poison needs to develop. When the Black Sword was in the Northeast Region, it took Zhuge Jun more than 200 years to control the sect with the magic poison. Now the magic poison is hastily released, and the effect is indeed not very good.

The earlier the magic poison breaks out, the greater the chance of rescuing the controlled person. This is known to everyone, and Huang Yanyao is certainly aware of it as well.

"Why? You want to save her? That's fine, but I don't want you to have it so easy."

"Although this body is badly injured, you have fought your way here...how much strength do you have left?"

"Feng Ling" raised her head slightly, with an eerie smile and scarlet eyes. A dark aura emanated from her body, as if thousands of wronged souls were howling, making people shudder.

Huang Yanyao pursed her lips and said nothing, staring at her quietly, her inner energy circulating and her dress fluttering.

"Have you thought about it?"

Huang Wumeng's voice lingered in her heart.

"Yes."

"You possess the Taotie spirit, so removing the Gu is a piece of cake. But if you want to succeed, you will have to pay a great price."

"I must save her."

Chapter 85: The Power of Taotie Spirit

Huang Yanyao's heart was actually bleeding.

She hid her anger and didn't want Xia Jiuxie to find out at all, otherwise she might be used again.

As a lord, he should have the courage to remain calm even when the city is falling. Even if he is at a disadvantage, he must not show fear. But no matter how hard he tries to hide it, he can't make her feel better.

Countless ordinary people in Tianque City were being slaughtered by the transformed demons. The usually brightly lit Tianque City was now bathed in evil thoughts. She had just killed every demon-transformed female official and maid she saw. The life and death of her army commander was unknown. Now the most trusted minister around her, the eunuch who always served her with a serious expression, was about to transform into a demon, and his face was full of another person's crazy smile...

Very angry.

But there was no point in getting angry, after all, it was her fault.

If she had listened to Huang Wumeng, perhaps the chaos would have ended now, and she would have only lost two insignificant maids and an important but replaceable close minister.

But now it's gone.

Huang Yanyao did not listen to her ancestors, but Huang Wumeng did not sigh like before, thinking that the younger generation was useless and did not listen to advice. After all, it was meaningless to be the smart one after the fact.

"In that case, just go for it."

"After this experience, I believe you will make progress."

Huang Wumeng actually felt a little emotional, because she would never let herself fall into such a situation in the past. She was born of a bastard and was of humble origin, so every step she took was more difficult than that of the younger generation in front of her, so she was more cautious and never let go of anything that might threaten herself. Under Huang Wumeng's feet, blood was flowing, and she followed the bloody river and walked step by step to the throne of the emperor.

The number of people who died at the hands of the last emperor of the ancient dynasty was enough to fill the rivers and seas. They included not only enemies, but also ministers and relatives who were eliminated by her because of suspicion and distrust.

She won't let anyone go.

Then she realized that she had actually changed.

Huang Wumeng had long forgotten his original intention, because the concept was an illusion and useless thing that could not help him. Without this original intention, Huang Wumeng went further and further away, but became more and more biased. Even after sitting on the throne, the feeling of emptiness never stopped.

In her opinion, Huang Yanyao was still not skilled enough and not ruthless enough. She should be decisive and ruthless even towards her own people, otherwise, sooner or later, she would be stabbed in the back.

But Huang Yanyao does not regret her decision.

Huang Wumeng felt that compared to her, she was probably lacking something...

In the night wind mixed with the smell of blood, Huang Yanyao moved.

Her cultivation is not strong, only the second level of Pigong. She is busy with government affairs and neglects cultivation, but she is not weak. The "Feng Ling" opposite is seriously injured and has not recovered, but the magic poison has exploded, and Xia Jiuxie's control of Feng Ling's body will not be so smooth.

Therefore, Huang Yanyao knew that she had a good chance.

At the same time as Huang Yanyao rushed over, "Feng Ling" also moved. She was even faster, and the soft sword in her hand was covered with strange patterns. She turned her wrist and swept towards Huang Yanyao's neck.

The sword light cut through the air, creating waves. Huang Yanyao chose to confront it head-on. She raised her jade hand, and the true energy swept through, crushing and absorbing the sword light.

"The last time I fought with you, I felt that your skills were very strange. It seems that the secret of you is not simple..."

"Feng Ling" snorted coldly, swung his arm back violently, and the soft sword turned into a sky full of silver snakes, attacking Huang Yanyao from all directions.

The sword techniques practiced by the female officials in the deep palace were known to be strange and varied. Huang Yanyao had seen Feng Ling take action. It was very fast and covert, and most of her moves were feints. Murderous intent was hidden under the illusions. She continued to move closer. As long as she could find some flaws, she could cripple Feng Ling's hands and feet first, and then she could use her skills to remove the magic poison.

But Xia Jiuxie's intentions were even more vicious.

The shadow of "Feng Ling"'s sword was cast down, and Huang Yanyao gathered all her strength at one point, trying to break the illusion of the sword shadow. But at this moment, "Feng Ling" suddenly approached, and actually used her head to meet Huang Yanyao's full-strength attack!

The physiques of the Pi Palace monks vary in strength. Even for those who are physical cultivators, a hit on the head would be painful, and Feng Ling's fate would be even worse.

There is no doubt that Huang Yanyao will crush Feng Ling's head directly.

She met Feng Ling's eyes, and she saw Xia Jiuxie's sinister smile hidden beneath those eyes full of black lines. He wanted Huang Yanyao to slap his most trusted minister to death with one palm.

Xia Jiuxie likes to see this kind of scenery the most.

A good show is being staged in Tianque City, and he is the puppeteer pulling the strings behind the scenes, playing with her.

When people are caught in a dilemma, his vicious and cruel tricks are the most hurtful.

"...Damn it!"

Huang Yanyao gritted her teeth, unable to retract her strength, so she had to deviate and hit "Feng Ling"'s left shoulder with one palm, breaking it. But the sword shadow fell from the sky, and Huang Yanyao could no longer avoid it. The sword shadow pierced her gauze skirt and entangled her internal organs. The pain was far more severe than the previous injuries. She could not help but let out a low cry, and bright red oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Her body is equally fragile.

"Feng Ling" was very happy. He laughed crazily and did not raise the sword again. This body did not belong to Xia Jiuxie, so it didn't matter if he was injured. But he chose to stop and wanted to see the anger in the eyes of the beautiful woman covered in blood.

"Do you care so much about her life?"

"I've heard that the Immortal Phoenix Emperor is ruthless and cruel, and both his enemies and subjects are afraid of him. But he has a weak daughter like you. It's really a joke."

"Feng Ling" was very happy. He laughed crazily and did not raise the sword again. This body did not belong to Xia Jiuxie, so it didn't matter if he was injured. But he chose to stop and wanted to see the anger in the eyes of the beautiful woman covered in blood.

"Ah……"

Huang Yanyao curled her lips in contempt, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sneered: "You talk too much nonsense."

"And you're even more boring than I thought."

"Feng Ling" raised her eyebrows and sneered. Xia Jiuxie did not see any hesitation on Huang Yanyao's face, only contempt. She did not want to kill Feng Ling, and as a result, she was covered with sword wounds. However, she was still confident that she could win. Xia Jiuxie did not quite understand.

So "Feng Ling" came over with a sword in hand, but stopped after only three or two steps.

Can't move.

Xia Jiuxie understood in just an instant that Huang Yanyao's palm had injected the true energy into this body, and now, that true energy had turned into a pack of wolves in the veins, devouring Feng Ling's true energy unscrupulously.

"I told you, I will definitely save her."

Huang Yanyao endured the pain and stood up. A mysterious aura of ancient times surged out. A ray of light bloomed on her forehead. The purple line between her eyebrows was as dark as an abyss. The deep and dark light seemed to be able to absorb all souls into it.

"Feng Ling" narrowed his eyes, stared at her for a long time, and smiled suddenly, "You can't save anyone."

"Wait to be buried with your city."

Huang Yanyao did not answer, but slowly raised her blood-stained right hand. A ball of dark light condensed in her palm and then dispersed with a bang.

The devouring power of the Taotie True Spirit exploded rapidly.

As the lines on Feng Ling's body gradually faded away, Huang Yanyao's increasingly sickly complexion replaced them.

She absorbed the huge amount of demonic energy generated by the explosion of the magic insect into her body.

Chapter 86: Fragility

The power of the Taotie spirit comes from its primordial power that can swallow the heavens and the earth. Huang Yanyao has become accustomed to seizing the opponent's true energy during a battle, disrupting the operation of his or her skills, and causing backlash, or directly swallowing up other people's power and using it for her own benefit.

This power works well.

Because she can take away any power, and then circulate the primordial true energy through the Qi Zhou, combined with the Ancient Emperor Swallowing the Sky Sutra taught by Huang Wumeng, she can turn the stolen power into her own use.

Back then in the Moonfall Secret Realm, she took away the Immortal Phoenix luck from her sixth sister Huang Yue. Of course, that bit of national luck was not much, but after refining it, her cultivation level was able to break through into the Pi Palace.

If someone else were to come, they would probably have no way to stop the magic poison in Feng Ling. The easiest thing would be to kill the demon transformer directly, but Huang Yanyao wanted Feng Ling to live. She wanted to be an emperor, but there was a voice in her heart telling her that she must never give up on Feng Ling.

Therefore, Huang Yanyao wanted to take away the evil energy that occupied Feng Ling's body.

When the evil spirit disappeared, Xia Jiuxie's control over Feng Ling also disappeared, and her primordial true power would prevent this power from having any chance to erode her.

But the power of evil cultivators has always been dangerous.

Seeing the light in Huang Yanyao's palm getting brighter and brighter, his eyes became slightly stern and he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

"Feng Ling" was completely unable to move and was exposed to Huang Yanyao's primordial true power. Apart from having all the strength in her body sucked away, she had no other chance to fight back.